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thee name is julie marie antoinette!
born in like the smallest town of germany. but i'm also french and italian. and i live in CALi. so this is gonna be about me, and all the shit (good&bad) that happens in this life. si tu m'aime, je t'aime. tranquille. bisous.

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So it's been 3+ years since the last time. I very randomly came across this site today and remembered that I had this blog. And it still exists and people still read it, so I figured I would say thank you to all those who read it and shared my somewhat tortured teenage mind. Funny to look back at all this old stuff, makes me appreciate how far I've come and how much I've changed. Of course, it's inevitable and you're growing up, but it still feels magical to look back on. And I figured I'd put a pic, though I really wasn't quite sure cuz i couldn't find any recent ones here lol..so maybe I will indulge and post whatever's of current interest here, but definitely:cheers to the future!

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it is freakin hot over here!!!i think im melting....or im just sweating a gallon per minute. yeah that sounds really gross.but ya...it's funny how my stomach looks gray in this pic. i think maybe it has to do with the sun.

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So day before yesterday is a normal day at work and i get a text message from alexi asking what am i gonna do tonight? and i dun really have plans, so he invites me to go to this concert with him in san francisco, in the Great American Music Hall. so of course i say YES. and so he comes pick me up from work at 8. and the concert was awesome, there were 3 different bands, but i only remember the name of one [lol] which was: Subtle. And the place itself was really cute it was built by a french guy [c qu'on est bien les francais]. Bon a 1heure du mat c fini, et donc on sort pour retrouver la bagnolle. mais quand on arrive au garage ca dit CLOSED. so we're like all oh fuck fuck fuck this can't be happening. finally we manage to get into the garage thru the 24 hourfitness next door, and we find a guy downstairs and we're telling him how we really gotta get out of there etc. so he gives us the night manager's fone #. who of course does NOT pick up :-/. so we're all pissed cuz....there's no more CalTrains running, and there's no buses that go where we gotta go at this time anymore.So we end up doing the only thing we can do: We spend the night in the car until the next morning at 6 am when the stupid parking garage opens again!so we went to the liquor store aound the corner to buy some drinks and some chips and have a little picnic in the car. and the next morning at 6:30 am we drove back home and i had work the next day and he had a test....that was so much fun ;)

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it's the retarted egg at the plaza where all the tourists take pics...or also the little kids. it's like the ugliest piece of art i've ever seen but w.e i felt like making a statement and also taking a pic with the eggdon't ask what the statement is cuz i dunno anymore ok?!